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Finally, the big day was here – Pref Parties! I went to the Student Union to pick up my invitations, got my envelope and I had been invited back to:
Sycamore & Cypress
What, where was Oak? I was a triple legacy, how could they cut me? I had met all those girls, how could they cut me? I managed to get back to my dorm room before I started crying. I called my Mother, crying into the phone “they cut me, they cut me” – she couldn’t tell who it was! I was the stoic child, not the one who cried and got upset. She told me I had to go to the parties; that I couldn’t drop out. We had been told not to talk to members of any group, so I couldn’t talk to my sisters – my Mother was the conduit. I was in shock to say the least.
When my roommate got back (she was going to Gingko and Red Bud) we started asking others where they were going. I found out several other Oak legacies had been cut. And the Oak/Gingko legacy had been cut by both. (She said that was a mistake and that it was going to be “fixed” that she was meant to be a Gingko.)
My roommate and a couple of others told me to go to Pref and that I didn’t have to accept a bid. So I got ready and went.
Cypress – Pref was in their chapter room. I was nice to the girls I talked to, but my heart really wasn’t in it, and I think they could tell.
Sycamore – Pref was at the house of an Alumna. A really neat, restored Victorian house that I loved. The girl from my church and another girl I had talked with at every party preffed me. We were given pillows with the Sycamore badge on it to hold during the ceremony. I was touched by their sincerity.
When we got back to campus it was time to make our final choices. I had already made up my mind, holding out that there had been some type of mistake, and that my sisters could make it all right. I suicided Oak. Needless to say, I got the dreaded call the next morning. I was there when my roommate’s bid to Gingko was slipped under the door and wished her well as she went off to meet her new sisters.
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